Red Moon Recovery: A Cloudy Day at the Start

After Zhou Qun retired,

Black and White Wuchang called a yin chai and asked him to take Zhou Qun to pick up clothes and weapons.

This horror knew that Zhou Qun was about to work with them, and was quite polite.

"Are you a newcomer?"

The Yin Chai took the initiative to speak. Although his voice was cold, Zhou Qun could feel the kindness expressed by the other party.

"Hello, hello, my name is Zhou Qun, I don't know what the eldest brother is called?"

Zhou Qun grinned shyly, trying to stretch out his hand to shake the opponent, but when he saw the confusion in the opponent's eyes, he quietly retracted the outstretched hand.

"In the next surname, Li's name is Zhongzi and defends the city."

The wicked smile answered Zhou Qun's question.

"Um?!"

"There are more words?"

Zhou Qun is a little bit confused, there are still people with words in this...time?

"Haha, you are older than me, so I'll call you Brother Li, Brother Li, I have a question, can I ask you for advice?"

Li Zhong smiled and nodded.

"But it doesn't matter."

"How long have you...have you all been a bad guy?"

"how long?"

Li Zhong obviously paused.

Thought flashed in his eyes.

"What you asked is really beyond my expectation."

He smiled.

"Since I was a errand, I myself have forgotten how long I have lived."

"However, I remember that the year I passed away was 1055 according to the current statement."

"1055?"

"Yes, the emperor at that time was still surnamed Zhao."

"Surname Zhao...Song Dynasty!"

"Nest grass..."

Zhou Qun froze.

"Are the other big brothers from that time?"

"Then I don't know, but since I came, there have been many people working here as errands."

"You can ask them yourself when you have time."

"But you are quite interesting. We haven't had a newcomer in the Netherworld for a long time."

Li Zhong always answers questions. Those who can work here are definitely not bad, but they are all kind and charitable people.

"Okay, little brother, let's go, I have brought the robes and weapons, and you will learn about the others slowly."

...

Dachuan City.

late at night.

Lao Dao just ended the live broadcast.

Since coming out of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple two days ago.

The popularity of his live broadcast has been soaring.

It is now a proper ghost channel brother.

This can make Lao Dao happy these days.

It’s still early tonight, just half past twelve.

He looked at the cell phone and there was a missed call.

"Hey, Lao Zhang" Old Tao returned.

The voice of a middle-aged man on the phone rang.

"Old way, the broadcast is so early today, come to the barbecue restaurant next to your house to make skewers."

"Who invite?"

"Fuck, of course it's me."

The man scolded with a smile.

Lao Dao immediately opened his eyes and smiled when he heard someone invited to dinner.

"Sao wait for Sao wait, give me two waists, I will go over."

Lao Dao's family lives in a small alley in the southeast of Dachuan City.

He said it was a home, but he actually rented it.

There are many night stalls at the entrance of the hutong.

Lao Zhang, who just called, is a water friend in the Lao Dao live broadcast room.

His name is Zhang Desheng, who is in his forties this year. Since he is also in Dachuan City, he has eaten together several times.

Ten minutes.

The old man has already come to the booth.

"Yeah, the main anchor is here."

Zhang Desheng smiled and greeted him when he saw the old Dao approaching.

"Go go, why do you have time to find me to eat today?"

I sat across the table with the old Dao, and I was not polite, picking up the meat skewers and stuffing it into my mouth.

"Look at what you said, why can't I talk to you when I'm idle?"

Zhang Desheng smiled and raised his glass.

"Come, take one."

"Come."

The two clinked glasses and drank.

The breath of eating gradually became warmer.

But the old way always thinks something is wrong, and the old Zhang on the opposite side smiles weirdly.

As if deliberately to please.

"Fuck, this grandson won't wait for a while and want to run away."

Old-fashioned mentality muttered.

But before he finished his thoughts, he continued to be pulled by Lao Zhang and drank two glasses of wine.

A meal, from nearly one o'clock to three o'clock.

The old way is a little dizzy, starting to do what a man would do after drinking.

Bragging!

But Zhang Desheng did not know where he took out a tablet at this time.

The old way was taken aback, and then he heard a voice.

"Macau home online gambling shop is online, beautiful croupier..."

His wretched face suddenly showed a smile that a man knew.

Quietly, he changed his seat and reached the side of Zhang Desheng.

As a result, when I saw the interface, I was dumbfounded. What about a good island country quality education action movie?

What the **** is there with chips everywhere on this special screen?

"Things for real men to play with."

Zhang Desheng had an excited smile on his face.

Old Dao, who is that person, the grave head jumped over Ye Di, and the haunted house had slept in the female ghost bed.

The cute iron irons in the live broadcast room can buy Ming coins.

The coal bosses in Liaoning can transport coal to Shanxi.

Now make a dismissive expression.

"Isn't it just online gambling? This is boring. I usually like to go to Macau to play when I'm bored. For nothing else, I just want to relax."

It's a breezy scene.

This pen pretends to be a leopard to walk the pet.

But now the old way can be said to be really rich,

Don't look at the bad places, bad clothes, just one day's live broadcast today, this income is no less than six figures.

Zhang Desheng smiled.

It was a passion, and started to introduce the gameplay of his website in detail to Lao Dao.

Regarding this thing, in fact, ordinary people know it is a liar.

The people who have been caught in the trap have been countless.

It's not that the so-called routine has changed so that you can't see it, it's just that the greed in people's hearts is too terrifying.

The veteran behaved very disdainfully, and made a mockery of this common way.

B is full.

In the end, Zhang Desheng didn't know that it was through Jiu Jin's brainstorming.

Said directly.

"I have a really exciting project here, but I don't know if you dare to play."

"Cut, I dared to go in and lie down at Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple two days ago, so I was afraid of your excitement?"

The old man drank another glass of wine.

Hiccups.

"Say, what are you betting on?"

Zhang Desheng hesitated, but still spoke.

"Gamble!"

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